Hello Friends,

As a light departure from my usual posts, I’m sharing a little poem inspired by my recent walk into Lulu’s room:

Ten Thousand Tiny Things

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The overwhelm is palpable,

They’re scattered on the floor

Forming hills and valleys

Flowing out the door.

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A golden wig traps teeny hangers,

a sword and dolly’s shoe.

They must belong to something

… If I only had a clue.

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Volumes of artwork, colored pens

My head is beyond rattled.

Jewels and glitter scattered so far

Our cat is now bedazzled.

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I sit crossed legged, overcome

As I decide its fate;

A bulldozer, a wrecking crew

Start with a garden rake?

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A place for all and all in place

A phrase not near and dear …

For this little girl need say goodbye

to at least one thing per year!

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But here we are, inundated

Inside her rainbow room.

There’s no escaping minute particles

Now lit up by the moon.

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So we will live amongst the clutter of

Ten Thousand Tiny Things

Until the day our little girl

Gives to it some wings.

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Love,

T. Marie